Okay I know it's been REALLY long so I last updated but to be honest I totally forget with my major pile up of coursework and exams but I checked my email earlier for the first time in ages and found a couple of reviews and my author alerts from fan fiction and remembered how I'd neglected my story. So anyway here goes and don't forget to r&r

Michael took his seat in geography and tapped his foot against the side of the table as he impatiently awaited Maria's arrival. The teacher ran through the register and Michael realized Maria hadn't arrived yet.

"Michael Guerin. Of course not what was I thinking, Jackie Hanes." The teacher read.

"Um actually I'm here." Michael called out. The teacher looked up to hear the voice she barely recognized and did a double take when she saw whom it belonged to.

"Michael Guerin, nice of you to join us. Long time no see. Is Jackie Hanes in sorry?" She continued as a couple of his fellow students sniggered, so he shot them a glare and they quickly shut up and slumped into their seats as if to disappear.

"Turn to page 127 of the Geography textbooks please class. I thought maybe we should look more at universal geography this week class. Today where going to look at the UK, does anyone now what countries make up the United Kingdom?" The teacher asked and a few pupils put up their hands.

"Yes John." She said.

"England Miss." He replied.

"That's one of them John, but what about the others." She asked. "Mr. Guerin why don't you answer this one." The teacher continued. Michael noticed the smug look on several faces as they thought he wouldn't know so he thought why not surprise them.

"There's Wales, Scotland, and England which are connected and also Northern Ireland. There are some small islands off the sides, such as Anglesey, which, is just of the shore of North Wales. Then there's Cornwall, which some people class as being in a contributing country of their own, whilst other people argue it's a part of England." He shot back. The teacher looked at him in exasperation with her mouth wide open in shock. Several of his other classmates all looked at him astounded.

"Okay, well done Mr. Guerin. So class, why don't you draw the map and name the four main countries that make up Great Britain." The teacher instructed after she regained her composure. As Michael was looking out of the second floor window staring at the sun the classroom door opened.

"Sorry I'm late Miss James, family crisis and all. Won't happen again." Maria's voice broke through the silence of the class and Michaels head shot up.

"That's fine Miss Deluca, take a seat and be quite. There's no point in you beginning British geography today, the bell is going to go in a minute. Put please make sure you borrow someone's notes and copy up." Miss James instructed as Maria slid into her seat. Sure enough as she did the bell rang out ending lesson one. Everyone scraped back their chairs and exited the room and filled the corridors as they scrambled off to second period. Michael dodged past people until he could grasp hold of Maria's arm. He swung her around to face him, and she glared at his arm then his face, as she tried to get out of his grasp.

"What is it Michael, I don't have the time right now!" She shouted.

"Damn it Maria don't get mad at me, I'm trying to explain something here!" He exclaimed. For any other couple it would have drawn stares and gathered a crowd, but as it was nothing unusual for these two people carried on as if nothing was happening. But to them nothing was happening, to them it was an almost daily ritual in the Guerin, Deluca relationship.

"Well I'm waiting Michael, hurry it along. Some of us have lessons to attend to." She snapped as he just stared at her. Michael pulled on her arm and led her into an empty classroom. Maria led against a table clutching her books and notepad to her chest. Michael stood in- front of her.

"Okay, so the thing is Isabel's not pregnant." He rushed out, and Maria nodded her head in recognition.

"Yeah I know I heard it already of Alex." She muttered.

"Damn it I wanted to tell you the news. Wait a minute, if you already know why are you mad at me?" He questioned.

"I'm not." She lied as she twirled a curly lock of long blonde hair around her finger.

"Yes, you are Maria. Now spill." Michael demanded, and Maria sighed.

"Michael I heard. I heard that you were happy when you thought she was. Isabel told Alex she'd never seen you happier. That just kind of strikes me odd, since I think pretty much every seventeen year old guy in America would freak out if they heard that kind of news." Maria commented as she looked at the floor and played with a strand of hair.

"You're lying again, that's not what's bothering you so much." He realized.

"What!" She cried.

"Your playing with your hair, you do that when you lie." He admitted.

"Damn it! Okay look, the whole you being happy thing does bother me, and I do find it weird that you weren't totally freaked. But you're right. The happy factor plays a major part in it though. I was upset because I'm thinking that deep down you wanted you and Isabel to have a kid, the thought made you happy Michael. Isabel said she'd never seen you happy before. I kind of like to think I made you happy, but right now I'm thinking I don't." She confessed, as she down casted her eyes from his. He placed a finger under her chin and lifted it to face him.

"Isabel got it wrong. It wasn't the happiest I've ever been. He didn't even come close." He explained as he started at her intensly. She realized he couldn't say it all to her, but she knew what he meant, but he just couldn't express it in words and she hugged him tightly in return. She smiled at his face, grabbed his hand and led him into the now emptied corridor.

"Looks like I'm gonna be late for another lesson don't it." She smirked up at him.